Friday, 23 March 2012

How do I get better, once I've had the best?



He kissed my lips, and I taste your mouth. He pulled me in, I was disgusted with myself.
Cause when I'm with him,I am thinking of you.
What you would do if you were the one who was spending the night?
I wish that I was looking into your eyes.
 

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